God, the Real Miss Hated Everyone Equally

Chapter 122

No one dared to move.

Fleo smiled and said considerately, “None of you want to make a move? It doesn’t matter. I’ll arrange for someone to do in your place.”

As Fleo finished speaking, a bodyguard walked forward and was ready to pick up the knife.

“Ah…!”

John suddenly screamed and rushed over. He picked up the machete first and rushed to the audience with red eyes.

He could not guarantee the safety of his family if he let others do it. Only by doing it himself could he guarantee their safety.

Therefore, he wanted to do it himselfl

“Ah… Help!”

The audience was in a mess, and everyone had frightened expressions on their faces, screaming incessantly.

They struggled with all their might, wanting to escape.

But they were all tied up, and they could only sit on the chairs, unable to escape.

John quickly ran to the front of the audience, waved the machete in his hand, closed his eyes and swung it down.

“Dong–”

A “ball” fell to the ground and rolled several times on the ground.

The bright red liquid sprayed several meters high like a fountain, and the surrounding people were sprayed with red liquid.

The screams were even more tragic, and there were also heart–wrenching screams.

“John, you old bastard! You actually killed my son! I’m going to kill you!”

One of the people on the field roared angrily and rushed in front of John to punch him.

John was beaten back two steps, and then angrily raised his machete to cut the man.

“Ah…!”

The man did not dodge. One of his arms was directly cut off.

He clutched his broken arm and fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

“I only obey the rules of the game. If you want to blame someone, blame the person who made the rules. Don’t blame me!” John looked at him with a ferocious expression.

The man glared at John, his eyes filled with hatred.

John retracted his gaze and kicked the ball to the ground.

“Aah… my son!”

wailed in

family was also crying

cry, unable

only leave and

prepared, and the competition officially

and blue teams began to play the

below the

faint smile on his face. He watched the program while peeling

to look at her.

head. “They are not innocent. They have enjoyed the money their loved ones earned by hurting others. Then they can not be considered completely

ones.”

Even if they do not know what their loved ones have done, they have enjoyed the dirty money., They themselves have been infected with evil.”

they might not be unaware of it. When they followed their loved ones to the bank to sign the contract, they should have known what

can not sympathize with a

am relieved that you think

tied here are

to be a kind

did not reply and continued to watch

and it was not

“Ow!”

howling in boredom at the side. Its two claws were digging into

“Do you want to go down and play with

tiger instantly became spirited,

and rubbed its big head against her.

big head and said gently, “Go down and play, but you are not allowed to hurt people. The round thing on the court can only be used to kick,

will twist your head off for

trembled in

smiled and said, “Go.”

big white tiger immediately ran to the court

fear and ran around, not

so scared that they couldn’t even

to escape from the field, West said emotionlessly, “Leaving the court is equivalent to giving up your life. It’s the same if you play

fear. They

and hit one of the men in

several ribs in his chest were broken.

him. The broken ribs

to carry the man down, and a substitute went up to

Not only did it affect the beauty, but it also affected the speed of the

the ball away and let the players prepare a new ball.

Everyone

in their hands could they ensure the

time, without any hesitation, he walked directly to the audience and waved his knife at the other person beside the

“No my daughter!”

whose arm had been cut off let out another heartbreaking wail when he

scene with grief, but

The game continued.

people were killed by

balls were also broken by

to have formed a tacit understanding. The people who grabbed the knives all went to attack the family of the person whose

died, the person finally could not endure the mental torture and